A Dragon against the Whole World-Chapter 144 - 138: Stirring Up Trouble Again

"Spare me, please forgive my ignorance and offense."

As the Red Iron Dragon approached, Edmund recognized that he was the backbone here and knelt to beg for mercy, completely shedding his previous elegance and pride.

The once arrogant face was now twisted into a humble, fawning smile.

Such is the so-called son of nobility.

At this moment, he looked no different from those kobolds under Galos’ command.

"Noble Giant Dragon, my father’s treasury contains seven tons of Northern Ice Stone, three chests of mithril, and many magic scrolls. As long as you say the word, I promise he will bring it all here."

Edmund said ingratiatingly.

In any case, the first priority was to find a way to preserve his life.

He still had a bright and vast future ahead of him, and in his heart, he vowed that once he became a Legendary Mage one day, he would hunt dragons everywhere to wash away the shame of this moment.

Solrog and Samantha’s eyes flickered, driven by an instinctive greed that they couldn’t help but feel slightly tempted, but they did not agree directly, instead, they looked tacitly at the Red Iron Dragon.

Galos had a face as cold and hard as cast iron, indifferent to this plea for mercy.

Using Edmund’s life to blackmail a viscount might indeed yield a hefty ransom, but behind it, there would inevitably be a dangerous game to play.

He did not believe that the other party would obediently hand over the ransom without doing anything.

Though Galos had an instinctual thirst for wealth, it was easily suppressed compared to the safety of his own life.

To live and become strong.

This was Galos’ greatest desire, which outweighed anything else.

"Next time you think about taxing the Dragon Race, remember to bring a coffin."

Galos said, glancing at the Iron Dragon.

At his signal, the Iron Dragon displayed a cruel smile and raised its steel and iron claws.

The young caster turned pale.

In a moment of urgency, a spark of quick-wittedness arose within him; he thought of the dragons’ arrogant nature and tried hard to suppress his fear, shouting: "Killing me will only prove your cowardice!"

His voice suddenly raised: "You evil dragons, neither brave nor honorable!"

The Iron Dragon’s claw paused in mid-air.

Edmund seized the opportunity to stand up, though his legs were still trembling, he forced himself to straighten his back: "I am destined to become a Legendary Mage, I am a rising magic star, you all know, as long as you let me leave alive..."

His gaze swept over the three Giant Dragons.

"One day, I will make you pay for what you’ve done today!"

Samantha let out a low growl: "You humble reptile! Even if we gave you a hundred years..."

"Then let time be the judge!"

Edmund interrupted, his voice carrying an air of desperate determination: "Let’s see who will end up begging for mercy!"

Galos’ vertical pupils narrowed slightly, scrutinizing this human who had suddenly grown a backbone.

In his eyes, the so-called son of nobility was just a pathetic gambler, wagering his last chips in a life-and-death situation, his bravado barely masking his inner fear.

Moreover, in his memory.

This person hadn’t cast a single spell throughout the battle, utterly lacking in real combat experience, to the point where Galos almost forgot he was a caster.

"You humans are quite interesting."

Galos said with a sly smile: "Run along now, I give you the chance to live."

Edmund was first slightly startled, then his pupils widened in shocked delight due to the unexpected pardon, his pale face showing an incredulous joy.

At first, his retreat was cautious and slow, as if he was afraid of startling a slumbering beast.

But once he confirmed that Galos wasn’t pursuing, the young mage suddenly erupted with the instinct to survive.

His fleeing posture was so terribly frantic, the expensive mage boots making a squelching sound as they sank into and were pulled from the mud, resembling a prey’s last struggle before death.

"You really are running the moment I let you?"

The cold, indifferent whisper pierced Edmund’s spine like an icy spike.

The young noble halted in place, slowly turning around, a foolish hope frozen on his face.

The expression reminded Samantha of a frog caught in a snake’s gaze.

The moment the dragon claw fell, Edmund’s lips moved as though he were trying to recite some protective spell, but until his life’s last moment, the magic did not form.

In the face of overwhelming power, a flesh and blood body was ultimately just a fleetingly fragile existence.

The torrential rain washed over the radial splatter of blood, pushing the pulp of flesh mixed with bone fragments into the earth.

Iron Dragon Solrog prodded at a piece of gold-embroidered clothing with its claw, laughing: "He said he would become legendary."

Samantha grinned and said: "Now he has become legendary—" The Red Dragon added maliciously: "In history, the one who died the stupidest, like an ordinary human caster."

At the same time.

The sound of shouts and fighting completely dissipated, the wind and rain still howled.

Without needing a few dragons to intervene, the remaining knights were slaughtered by the monsters, not one was left, and the pouring rain washed away the traces of battle.

"Kalu, lead the troops to migrate north immediately, first go to the Quenching Highlands and rendezvous with the Molten Iron People who went ahead."

Galos gave the Gluttonous Demon the order.

As for the scattered weapons, alchemy golems, and Frost Giant remnants, to guard against any tracking spells that might be mixed in, and as there was no time to thoroughly check, Galos did not intend for his followers to tidy up and carry them along.

Having just ended the battle, the monsters didn’t stay in place but immediately moved and began migrating through the rain to the Quenching Highlands.

Those here were elite troops.

Although they set off later, they might reach there faster than the followers tidying up the territory that had left earlier.

"Samantha, Solrog, come with me."

Galos flapped his wings, rushing skyward through the rain.

The Red Dragon and Iron Dragon followed closely behind.

The three soared together among the dark clouds.

"Aren’t we going to the Quenching Highlands?"

Noticing that the current direction was not toward the Quenching Highlands, the Iron Dragon was slightly puzzled.

Galos lowered his gaze over the dim earth and said: "After this battle, we will soon be exposed and enter the sight of the Thousand Snake Mark garrison, we can’t stay here."

No more retreat, explosively slaughtering the enemies who dared offend him.

This feeling was great.

But afterward, there was bound to be a price to pay, forcibly abandoning the territory foundation that had been built over the years, compared to a behemoth like the Lothern Federation, the young dragons were still too weak and couldn’t confront them head-on.

"However, since we’ve already decided to migrate."

"Before that—"

The Red Iron Dragon bared its sharp fangs, its voice low: "Might as well make more people understand that we dragons are not creatures to be easily bullied, even if we are just young dragons!"

After years of tolerance.

Now erupting in one morning, revealing its fangs to the world.

Galos felt a surge of emotions, so he made a decision that since they were already exposed, they might as well make another big move before the army could react to mitigate the subsequent losses from migrating the territory.

"What are we doing next?"

Samantha asked, following on the Red Iron Dragon’s right rear.

"This direction."

The Iron Dragon pondered, its gaze becoming brighter, and said: "You intend to raid the Celestial Harbor Stone Ore?"

The Celestial Stone isn’t an ordinary ore but one of the air magic gemstones.

The Azure Sky Magic Academy of the Holden Empire was constructed using a massive amount of Celestial Stone and magic, it is a floating magical academy standing amidst the drifting clouds and winds.

After being in this area for many years.

Galos had an understanding of the distribution of surrounding mineral veins from his frequent flights in the sky, Iron Dragon also had a general idea of their importance.

This Celestial Harbor Stone Ore was a micro-scale mine, belonging to the Raymond Duchy.

Through Edmund, the tax collector, and the attire of those knights, the patterns and markings on the golems, etc., Galos could infer which country they belonged to.

Since grievances had already been established, might as well deepen the offense.

Because it’s a micro gemstone mine.

Though there was a garrison, its scale wasn’t very substantial, at least with Galos’ mobility, as long as he didn’t engage in battle, the garrison couldn’t kill him.

The stormy weather at the moment also provided them with a perfect cover.

"Robbery, robbery!"

"I want to rob! I want to burn! I want gemstones!"

Samantha was getting excited, flames spewing from her nostrils.

As a purely evil dragon, it naturally didn’t detest robbery, only disliked being a target of one.